This is a song about "Chill air"

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Meditation, no medication can't help me to chill

Cause you slum dawg and i'm the millionaire

I don't even breathe the same air

So i chill like danny glover/

I thought i recognized her

Og like the prince of bel air,

Turn around and then you flip your hair

Im born in the bay so these fish need to chill

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

If the bitch bad i could pass you a dime

Smoke some, chill out everything comes with time

Creepin up on you fell me,cold air.

And now i walk around without a care